In the morning, the car sped along the road, and someone inside was happily humming.
Song Jiaying clenched her teeth and gave a cold glance at the person humming in the driver's seat, snorting heavily.
Ning Ge's lips curled into a smile, and he glanced at her, saying, "This scarf is not pretty, it doesn't match your vibe. Next time I go to France, I'll buy you some new ones."
"Ning Ge!" Song Jiaying lowly shouted, "Don't push your luck."
In this blazing hot weather, the reason she tied a scarf around her neck was because of him, not to mention the marks he shamelessly left on her neck.
Thinking about the marks she saw while washing her face that proved what they'd done, Song Jiaying's face warmed at the thought. When she recalled how they nearly got discovered in broad daylight, her expression became even more annoyed.
"Mommy, don't get mad, you'll get old." Song Tianyi said cheerfully from the back seat.
